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Glah and you can get hit, damn, show no remorse with the stick

Like, damn, told bro, he on the top

Stay true to yourself 'cause these **** gon' watch

Big knoggy, don't do the boxin'

My bitch a baddie, she like bein' toxic

Damn, in a room full of hate and I'm boxed in

He think he lit 41, been topped him

Can't toss that knock, been popped it

Gun in my draws, it can't fit in my pocket

Can't toss that knock, been popped it

Gun in my draws, it can't fit in my pocket

He tried to swim, he got left with his noggin'

He ain't official, he hate from a distance

Like, he get hit if he slippin'

Beam on the gun, how the fuck could I miss him?

Like, what? How you say you my homie (Goddam)

Run down, dump that ooter (Goddam)

And that boy is a kid, I'm a tutor

Hit 'em in the back a hunnid times, no Buba

And I'm clutchin' my Ruger, look

**** be shootin' like Shaq on a free throw (Like, dam)

He got put in a blunt, he wanna be a shooter, (Glah-glah)

We don't speak on no shit, long as we know

And we steppin' on any occasion, everything deady, ****, I'm not playin' (Glah)

I'ma go kuu like I'm Super Saiyan and I throw up the 4, **** know that I'm dangerous

Whatever they throw up, I drop that shit, opp bitch, smack that bitch

Knocker on me, movin' like a villain, if she talkin' on gang, Jenny, clap that bitch

Up the knocker, aim it at his muffin, if I reach for my pants, on bro, I'm not bluffin'

**** talkin', they know nothin', if I don't got it on me, I'ma punch him

Like, captain, Imma crunch him, like goose, got these **** duckin'

Everything dead, when they see me, they runnin', I walk in the spot and got them bitches blushin'

Glah, said I told her to wait, no you can't eat none the food on my plate

Said you **** is fake, phonie, don't need a army, I spin on my doley

In the sky like a hawk, Tony, KR the G, he gon' dump out the stoley

She gon' ride it like she on a pony, **** is dissin', but they do not know me

Like, what? How you say you my homie, run down, dump that ooter (Goddam)

And that boy is a kid, I'm a tutor

Hit 'em in the back a hunnid times, no Buba

And I'm clutchin' my Ruger, look, **** be shootin' like Shaq on a free throw

He got put in a blunt, he wanna be a shooter, (Glah-glah), we don't speak on no shit long, as we know (What?)

Like, what? How you say you my homie, run down, dump that ooter (Goddam)

And that boy is a kid, I'm a tutor

Hit 'em in the back a hunnid times, no Buba (Like, what?)

And I'm clutchin' my Ruger, look, **** be shootin' like Shaq on a free throw (Like, damn)

He got put in a blunt, he wanna be a shooter, (Glah-glah), we don't speak on no shit, long as we know (What?)